The next morning, she rode out in search of a male. She figured it would be easy to find one, jerk him off, take his cock, and go home. She was so deep in thought, that she failed to notice that someone had approached her from the rear. In a flash, she had been knocked from her horse, and pinned to the ground. Before she could recover, her arms were tied together with rope, and she looked up to see what hit her.

“Nice piece of ass we have here, Jake” she heard as she saw both males staring down at her. “This is a feisty one. She’ll go for big bucks, I’m sure.” They shoved a cloth in her mouth before she could speak. She tried to struggle, but they quickly tied her legs together and she was helpless. They then laid her on her horse, and led her off. She was furious. How could she let herself be captured by males! She vowed that if she got out of this mess, then she would take the cocks of both of these males! She could hear the two men laughing and talking as she struggled with her bonds.

Fortunately for her, one of the males did not tie her arms as tightly as he thought he did. She began moving her wrists back and forth and eventually got the knot to loosen. Soon, her hands were free. She decided to remain to appear tied until the right moment came. The moment arrived quite soon, as she heard the males decide to stop and take a leak.

The horses came to a stop, and the males dismounted. She heard them arguing about something, then saw that one of them was undressing. He was hairy-chested, muscle-bound, slightly darker and ruggedly handsome. The other male, who had long hair and was scraggly but pudgy round the waist, came over to her and began to take her down from the horse. As she stood up, she saw the muscular male was now naked, and stroking his penis. His actions seemed strange, and both men seemed to be distracted by the nude male’s groin.

Just then, the other male grabbed at her leather top and began to pull it off. As her left breast popped out, she freed her hand and landed a blow into the chest of the disgusting male. Her legs were still tied together, and she didn’t have time yet to free them. So she made a tight fist, and drilled her hard knuckles into the clothed male’s temple, sending him into blinding pain. He soon fell unconscious from the blow.

Sira turned and saw the naked and hulking, musclebound male as he ran toward his horse, with the small piece of flesh that was his penis flapping between his legs. He reached for a club and turned toward Sira. As he approached her, she remembered that someone had told her that the balls of all men were very sensitive. So, avoiding his first swing, she jumped into the air, and plowed her two tied feet into his nude, unprotected, vulnerable balls. She landed on her shapely butt, as the big male crumpled to the ground in severe pain.

This gave her time to untie her legs. She was now free. She sprang to her feet, and landed her foot onto one of his big bare feet, and her other foot into the naked male’s crotch again. In extreme agony, he rolled into a fetal postion. She was now in control.

Sira stood over his heaving, writhing, muscular body. His penis was lying to one side. She took the sight in slowly. How odd it looked, where a smooth patch of female loveliness should be was this flimsy looking tube, nestled on a sac of some sort. She reached down and hit his balls slightly. He bucked off the ground and yelped.

"What’s the matter? Didn't you enjoy that?" she slyly asked.

"No, no. You shouldn’t hit my balls. They are very sensitive and can cause great pain" said the nude muscleman.

Feigning ignorance, Sira inquired, "I do not understand, the penis gives pleasure, but the balls give pain? What kind of equipment is this? Look, now your penis is smaller!"

The muscleman’s penis had withdrawn after the testicle attack, and was barely visible in his pubic hair.

Still wincing in pain, but growing slightly aroused by the apparent innocence of this beautiful woman, the nude man explained, "if you hold it, it will become much larger. The better pleasure I feel, the larger my penis will grow. Go ahead and try it, but gently."

Sira grabbed the penis in her hand. It was small and squishy soft. She looked at the top, and saw the small opening. She though it looked like a mushroom. She suddenly had an urge to reach for her knife, sever the penis, and get out of there. The penis began to grow in her hands. As it did, the big male began to almost coo. She slid her palms over the top and bottom of the penis head, and the shaft began to inflate to an incredible size. It seemed impossible to believe that a human body could have an extension of flesh protruding out from it like this. The well-muscled man began to quiver, as she circled his crown.

She began thinking of the instructions she received at the temple. "If I continue this motion, will he ejaculate?" she wondered to herself. "From the look on his face, it looks like he may do it any moment!" she reasoned silently.

The man’s body was now totally focused on the rough hands of the warrior princess as they slid up and down the shaft. He tried to stall his impending explosion, but even though he was still very sore from having just been hit in his gonads just a few minutes earlier, there was little he could do to stop his climax for very long. Her hands rubbed the smooth underside of the shaft as if a master trained them, and his hips began to follow her hand movements up and down. He began to sweat a little, and his breathing intensified.

"I think he's about to cum" thought Sira. "Are you enjoying this now?" she asked him aloud.

"Yes, I am. At this moment, right before I cum, I promise I'll agree to anything you say.” He wasn't thinking about anything else right now but his cock.

She slowed her motions down as the muscleman continued humping her hands. "Will you give me this cock? Won't you give it to me?" she asked mischievously. His hips began to swivel as she increased her hand speed. "Please, give me your cock." He felt his orgasm building. Now she was about to reach for her golden dagger.

His orgasm was immanent. "Yes, please, take it, take my cock. Here it comes." He whispered.

His words gave Sira great arousal. The musclebound man’s whole body was in convulsions. He was oblivious to everything. She could have taken her knife and cut out his heart and he wouldn't have noticed. Her thoughts returned to the penis in her hands. The small opening at the tip had been getting progressively wetter. She was unsure if he had not yet ejaculated. Then, suddenly, he shuddered and gave out a loud holler.

A large stream of white fluid shot straight up into the air, in front of Sira’s face, as the big muscleman reached his orgasm. His penis felt as hard as a branch. As the first stream fell onto his body, a second one, more intense, reached skyward. He was totally consumed as his orgasm continued. Sira timed everything in her head, how long each squirt took, planning her eventual attack on the unsuspecting male. As the streams subsided, his penis began to shrink. The white, creamy liquid was everywhere, and Sira was repulsed by the scent. As the penis shriveled to its dormant state, she sized it up as she was determined to severe it, imagining putting it in her leather satchel and returning to her tribe.

She reached for her golden dagger, and pushed her foot onto the naked male’s broad muscular chest. She reached down and pulled up his balls. Then…

She cut off his balls with one quick stroke! She tossed his balls to the ground, and ground them into the dirt with her foot. Next, she grabbed his cock in her hand. His flaccid dick was slippery and small, much smaller than any other man’s she had seen. She positioned her dagger at the base, then cut his dick off, as the male watched in shock and excruciating pain! The muscleman screamed in agony as blood poured from his ravaged crotch.

Sira then walked over to the clothed male, who was now regaining consciousness, and dragged him by his legs to a tree. Although he began to struggle, he was weak, flabby, and scraggly, and was no match for this fierce warrior princess! She tied his arms around the back of the tree. She removed his trousers, then cut back his undergarments with her dagger, only to reveal another shriveled pathetic penis.

The other male, the nude and now castrated muscleman, laid on the ground, groaning and grunting in utter torment. But he watched Sira and his comrade attentively, while growing steadily weaker from the pain and loss of blood. Sira, with a malicious smirk and turning her head and staring into his eyes, held the muscleman’s severed penis in front of his companion. Both men began to scream.

“In a few seconds, I will have two of these”, she smiled cruelly. She squeezed the severed organ, which had shrunk to a pitiful prune of red flesh. The blood and flesh poured out onto the shirt of the captured male, as he shook in terror. She was now in pure battle mode.

“Did your friend with the big muscles enjoy having his thing sucked?” She asked, as she waved the severed cock in his face. “Answer me now!” she screamed as she kicked his fat stubby legs.

“Yes, yes he did!” Stammered the pork-like man.

Holding the penis firmly, Sira quickly slipped the dagger through the shaft and pulled away. She sliced the cock head off. The muscleman’s now headless penis shaft spouted blood like a fountain. She looked at her tied and terrified victim, the still partially clothed man tied to the tree and trembling before her. Sira smiled and said, “Good. Then I’m sure he’ll enjoy this-“ She grabbed his jaw with her right hand and shoved the severed penis head into his mouth! Holding her dagger against his throat, she forced him to chew. He ground the cock head in between his molars, and then slowly swallowed. Then, she forced his mouth open once more, and shoved in the rest of the severed dick! But this time, the repulsed man choked and spit it out, blood spewing everywhere.

“Ohhhh, you won’t swallow the rest of your big friend’s dick? Too bad you don’t like making your friends happy! Now, it’s YOUR turn!” She said.

Right away, the horrified scraggly man fainted from fright, just before urinating all over himself!

Laughing at his cowardice, released him, turned and walked away. Quickly, she mounted her horse. She glanced back at the blood soaked ground and watched the large musclebound body of the castrated male slowly writhing in agony and shock, while moaning and sobbing softly. Sira was now more disgusted than ever, and vowed that she would never let a weak male get the upper hand on her again.

That night, she thought about how easy it was to cut a cock off, even from the impressive well-built body of a muscleman, and how little resistance his dick was to her dagger. This was too easy! She was now ready to complete her quest and go home. She now realized that she had taken a cock from a strong, powerful, well-muscled male, and it was no big deal at all.

But the more she thought about the day’s events, the more irritated she got. She had nothing but contempt for males and their dicks, and she now wished that she had taken the shorter, uglier, and scraggly, pudgy man’s cock too, as she was first inclined.

Nonetheless, at least she had gotten one. And tomorrow she would be on her journey home.

The End